The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

In a foreign land, it is exciting to taste the delicacies of home, even if it is just the most ordinary bowl of dumpling soup.

What is this called? Paying for feelings.

"This sesame cake seems to be the handicraft of Chun Niang's family. I haven't eaten it for many years."

This sesame cake used to be a rare delicacy for the people in Old South Street in the morning. They would buy some and eat it with sour soup. It was delicious.

The girl who was kneading dough moved her ears. Their teacher was called Chunniang. Could they be the same person?

In addition to these food shops, the needlework shop over there is also very lively. It sells all kinds of cheap little things, and the women who come with their daughters are dazzled by the sight.

The handkerchiefs are embroidered with various small animals, including little rabbits, cute little pigs, spiders representing good luck, mandarin ducks, etc.

This simple outlining method is very rare, but it allows people to tell what is being embroidered at a glance.

In addition to those that girls like, there are also those suitable for men to wear.

The men who were originally accompanying their wives and children were not interested in these things, but after glancing at some of the wallets, they could no longer walk.

The mountains and rivers are simply outlined with only a few strokes, but they are the artistic conception and beauty that these literati and poets love most.

There are others, such as freehand pine and crane paintings and emerald green bamboo joints.

"Who created this pattern?"

Someone couldn't help but ask the little girl at the stall out of curiosity.

"Changhe Shanren."

Who is Chang He Shanren? Why haven't they heard of him?

I had never heard of him before, but since then Chang Heshanren has been gradually elevated to a higher level by these literati.

They didn't know that the so-called Changhe Hermit was Duan Jingzong, and all these were his work.

Ever since this guy got into the art of stick figure drawing last time, he has been studying it meticulously and even created a book filled with all kinds of patterns he designed.

Shortly thereafter, he published a book of simple drawings, which also included notes on the commercial use rights of all the patterns.

If these designs are copied and sold by some merchants, Duan Bofu will hold them accountable.

The merchants who had originally bought the products to make and sell them were suddenly discouraged.

This is later.

After noon, the clinic opened.

Qin Yue finally waited, and after entering, she sat there hesitating for a long time without saying a word.

"Sister, if you have any questions, please feel free to tell us. If you don't tell us, how would we know what your problem is?"

Judging from Qin Yue's pulse, there is no major problem. However, we still need to ask about the patient's condition before we can prescribe the right medicine.

Qin Yue hesitated and her face began to turn red.

"There's something wrong with my body. Can you take care of it?"

The female doctor slowly guided her and encouraged her to speak out boldly about her condition.

"We've been practicing for a few days and have seen most conditions. Don't worry, we have professional doctors who can prescribe medication based on the condition you describe. Even if we haven't seen it before, we'll record it and find a skilled doctor to research it. We'll definitely do our best to help you."

Even if there are any symptoms that have never been seen before, they will record them uniformly and hand them over to the dean after returning. There is a research team in the women's school who is responsible for studying the medical records.

"Really, really?"

"Of course, you see, it's not easy for women to see a doctor. I know that some of our women's illnesses are not convenient for men to see, and those men can't see them either. Only women can understand women, so if you tell us, we will definitely do our best to help you."

Qin Yue was a little excited, but when she saw the girls and the older doctor here, she felt a little relieved.

Yes, only women understand women’s affairs. It doesn’t matter even if it can’t be cured. There is nothing worse than the current situation.

After she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, her lower body would become extremely itchy every time she had her period, sometimes so itchy that she could not even sleep.

After she told her mother, she just had to wash her private parts more quietly.

Later, there was no effect, and her mother said that it would be fine after she got married. She also asked her not to tell anyone so that others would not think she had some serious disease.

So every time she felt extremely uncomfortable, she endured it secretly, not even daring to tell her husband, for fear that he would misunderstand.

After she finished speaking, there was silence for a moment, and her face drooped in shame.

She felt a little regretful again. She shouldn't have come. She didn't dare to look up, for fear of seeing the contempt and ridicule in these people's eyes.

"Does your genitals normally have any secretions?"

Doctor Zhou, who rarely speaks, finally spoke. She is the one who usually handles the more difficult cases.

Qin Yue didn't quite understand, "What is secretion?"

"It's a liquid that comes out of the vagina."

Qin Yue's face became even hotter, but seeing that the people in front of her all had normal expressions, she could only pretend to be calm and nod.

"Yes, I always wiped it quietly in the room with a handkerchief. Sometimes it was more, sometimes less."

"What color is it usually?"

Qin Yue recalled, "Yellow, yellow-white, yellow-white."

Doctor Zhou nodded and signaled the person next to him to write it down.

Seeing Qin Yue's expression, Doctor Zhou smiled gently and comforted her:

"Don't worry, we've seen two cases of this before. It's a type of inflammation. There's no medication for it. I'll give you a prescription. This recipe involves boiling water and using it to douche the vulva."

Qin Yue couldn't believe her ears. Does that mean there is a cure?

"No need to take medicine, just use this to wash?"

Doctor Zhou nodded, picked up the pen and started writing while reminding people of the precautions.

"Yes, this disease is very common among us women. I'll prescribe some herbs for you. The remaining yellow gentian, eucalyptus leaves, and Kochia scoparia are all here, so you can pick them yourself. Each dose requires two taels of yellow gentian... Add four bowls of water and boil until it becomes two bowls. Rinse with it once in the morning and once in the evening."

(This is based on a recipe for a flushing agent, so don't take it seriously.)

"Oh, and besides using medicinal water for daily washing, you don't need to wash too often unless necessary. If you really need to wash, boil the water, let it cool, and then rinse with the boiled water and running water. Don't use the same water that you've already washed before."

"You have to keep rinsing. Don't stop, or it's easy to relapse. For this gynecological condition, our director said we can give you a discount on the herbs. But because two of the herbs are quite expensive, the price is not low. What do you think?"

Qin Yue heard that there was finally a cure, but was stumped by the price.

She was a little anxious, "How much does it cost?"

Doctor Zhou estimated, "A set of medicine packets costs twenty-two wen, and repeated use can last up to seven days. In your case, you should use it continuously for a month before stopping to see the results. If the results are good, you can stop."

Qin Yue calculated that it would cost almost one hundred coins a month.